Just a short little story, I might make a longer story at some point. :D Please enjoy. Disclaimer: I do not own Smosh in anyway.

Ian's P.O.V.

I sat alone in the house. It had become a lot like this recently. I didn't really like it; I really missed Anthony. Of course I would never tell him I missed him. Just like I wouldn't tell him I loved him. Anthony didn't even know I'm gay.

I got up and started to do some cleaning to get my mind off of things. I just couldn't keep sitting there thinking of Anthony, or it was going to eat me alive. As I started cleaning there was a shuffling at the door and then someone entering.

"Hey, Ian. I'm home." Anthony called as the door shut behind him.

I swallowed hard before answering, "Hey, Ant."

"Cleaning up? Mind if I help you out?" Anthony asked as he leaned the doorframe of living room.

"Would I ever tell you no about helping me clean the house, douche-bag?" I laughed as I began to pick up some trash that littered the floor.

"Shut up, asshole." He laughed as he began to help me. His laugh was probably one of the most beautiful sounds I have ever heard. It was filled with happiness.

We silently cleaned up for a while. It wasn't an awkward silence, but more of a comfortable one. It was times like these I loved the most; just doing things together made my days better.

I can't do this anymore. I have to tell him or it will eat me alive, I thought to myself and suddenly stopped cleaning.

"Ant, I think we need to talk..." I said barely above a whisper.

He stopped cleaning to and looked at me. "Yes, Ian? What's wrong?" He asked as he looked at me.

I pulled him to our couch and we sat down. I took a deep breath.

"Anthony, you know your my best friend, right?" I asked looking down at my hands.

"Of course, why?" He looked up at me confused and what I thought might have been worry.

"I think it's time for me to move out." I said softly looking back down at my hands; I couldn't bring myself to look him in the eyes.

"What, are you serious? Why?" He asked with a hint of what sounded like hurt.

"I think it is for the best, Anthony." I looked up at him for a spilt second. I felt like I was going to get sick.

"Ian, at least tell me why? Did I do something wrong?" He asked softly.

"It's not you. It's me. I'm in love with you and I just can't do this anymore. I'm so, so sorry." I confessed as I looked down at my hands.

"Y-you're gay?" He asked sounding confused.

"Yes, I am. That's why I think it would be best if I moved out. So this is good-bye, Anthony." I said trying to hold back my tears.

"Ian, I-" he started but I cut him off.

"I'll be out by the end of the night. If you don't mind I'll still do Smosh videos with you." I said as he stood up and clenched my fists trying not to cry. "I'm so, so sorry, Ant."

That was the last time I had seen Anthony. We hadn't even made anymore Smosh videos. He was probably repulsed by me.

I sat silently at work, after I had moved out and left Smosh behind I became photographer. It was a nice job. I enjoyed being able to capture the simple expressions of people through photography.

I had my own little shop and there was no one in there today. I decided to close early and walk around the town. I walked around aimlessly for a little while until I found a small, empty park. I sat down in a swing and slowly began to swing.

I sighed softly and kept swinging. I just wish that life and love had been easier. I could never seem to get my mind off of Anthony.

"Hey, Ian! Long time, no see!" A smiling girl chirped as she walked close. As she walked closer I realized that it was Mari.

"Oh, Hey, Mari. How have you been?" I smiled as she took a seat in the swing next to mine.

"I've been doing great. How have you been?" She asked looking at me with worry in her eyes.

"I've been great, I have my own little photography business here in town." I answered as I faked a smile.

"Ian, I know you better than that. Something is eating at you. I know we haven't talked in a while, but I am still your friend and you can talk to me about anything. Please understand this?" Mari spoke as she touched my arm softly.

"Okay, first of all, I'm gay," I blurted out suddenly.

"Yeah, I knew that since we first met," She giggled softly.

"Haha, well anyways. I miss Anthony. I should have never walked out or told him I'm gay. I was in love with him, wait no, I am in love with him." I sighed as I looked down at my feet as I kicked at some of the mulch.

"Oh, Ian. I know you are in love with him. I mean whenever you were around him you would smile and blush. You could tell just by looking at you," She smiled sadly, "but do you want my honest opinion on you walking away and moving out?"

"Honestly, yes,' I said as I looked up at here with a small smile.

"I honestly don't think you should have left and I honestly think you should have actually talked about it thoroughly, which I know for fact you didn't," she said as she stood up.

"How do you know we didn't thoroughly talk about it?" I questioned her, raising an eyebrow.

"Trust me, I know you didn't. I think you should go talk to Anthony. He lives in the same place. He hasn't moved," she stated as she smiled, "but I should probably get going. You should text me if you decide to go talk to him.

"Okay," I smiled and with that she left.

She's right, I'll go talk to him, I thought to myself and started walking to Anthony's.

That's it for chapter one. Please tell me what you guys think so far? Thanks for reading. c: -Smoshy-Timelord